my stealth fighter

Chapter 243 Special Physique
The landlady remembered that she often braided her hair when she was young, but she thought it was troublesome and cut it off—it wasn’t because someone was talking about pigtail braids behind her back.

On the 33rd, she bought a suit of casual clothes and put on a schoolbag, which contained the school uniform of Hongye Academy, her ninja costume and props.

"Hi, I want to rent a room," she said.

The landlady took a look at the style and texture of her clothes. Although they were not expensive brands, they were at least generous, decent, and tidy. She didn't look like someone who would live in this kind of apartment building.

"You live by yourself?" the landlady asked.

"Yes." Number 33 nodded.

The landlady stretched her neck and looked at the corridor, but she didn't see the suitcase, and wondered in her heart that this girl must have run away from home, right?

But it was getting dark, even if she ran away from home, she couldn't be allowed to stay outside at this time.

"I can only rent long-term here, pay monthly, at least one deposit and one payment, three grades of room, monthly rent 580, 680, 780, including water but not electricity." Said the landlady.

"I want room 303."

No. 33 pushed the black card over.

Landlady: "..."

Oh my god!Is this the legendary black card?
She hadn't seen the black card with her own eyes, but at least she had heard of it, and the logo on the card completely matched the characteristics of the black card.

A person with a black card actually came to live in a dilapidated rental apartment like hers?Wouldn't it be a big deal to buy an entire apartment building?

What's even more strange is that the 3rd floor is the cheapest monthly rent of 580 yuan because it's cold in winter and hot in summer. People with a black card can live in such a crappy place, but they still choose the cheapest room?
Wait a minute, isn't No. 303 the room next to Jiang Chanji?
The landlord aunt instinctively felt strange, why did she designate this room?Suspicious as she thought it was, she couldn't turn a little girl out so late.

"Sorry, I can't swipe my card here." The landlady spread her hands helplessly, "Cash or mobile payment is acceptable."

No. 33: "I don't have cash or a cell phone. Is there an ATM nearby? I can get money."

The nearest ATM machine is two streets away, and it is often broken. It is more dangerous for a little girl to withdraw money alone at night. After all, the police have not heard the news that the murderer in red has been arrested.

"Forget it, you can pay tomorrow, and owe it today first." The landlady took out the tenant registration book, shook the dust on the cover, and opened the inside page, leaving a few oily spots on the paper immediately. fingerprints.

"Register your ID."

"I don't have a document." No. 33 said, "Can you accommodate me?"

Landlady: "..."

What's going on these days?So is Jiang Chanji, and so is this girl, why are they all gangsters?

The landlord's aunt began to wonder if she had a special physique designed to attract such troubled girls to stay here...

She couldn't help thinking wildly, she had heard of the physique of recruiting cats, but she hadn't heard of the physique of recruiting troubled girls... Could it be that this is actually some kind of extraordinary ability?I always thought that I was an ordinary person, but I was actually an extraordinary person?
People with this kind of physique are usually the protagonists, right?

Or is this girl also owed a lot of debts, hiding in hiding?

No way... People with black cards will be in debt?
This kind of physique is not an enviable advantage. One Jiang Chanji is troublesome enough, who can bear another one?
"This... if you don't have a certificate..." the landlady muttered in embarrassment.

"Number 33!"

At this time, there was an exclamation at the door of the building.

The landlord aunt saw Jiang Chanji and Chen Yiyi appearing at the door of the building——Chen Yiyi always deliberately revealed herself every time she entered or left the apartment building, otherwise she was worried that the landlord aunt thought she died in the room.

The person who exclaimed was Jiang Chanji. He had just sent Zixuan home. As soon as he returned to the apartment building, he saw a somewhat familiar figure standing outside the window of the administrator's room. Although he was wearing strange clothes, he had an unusual hairstyle. Made him recognize number 33.

"No. 33, why are you here?" he asked.

"I'm here to rent a house, can't I?" No. 33 asked blankly.

The landlady frowned, "Do you know her?"

"Uh……"

Jiang Chanji thought to himself, haven't you seen number 33?But on second thought, No. 33, who was lying in a pool of blood, was still wearing a mask, and the landlady had never seen No. 33's face.

"This one……"

The landlady said impatiently: "Don't worry about that, what's going on? Who the hell is she? She wants to rent a house, but she doesn't have a certificate. I'm wondering whether to report to the police."

When Jiang Chanji heard the word police, he said in a hurry: "She is... a short-term exchange student from a foreign country! That's right! That's it!"

"Really?" The landlady was dubious, and most of them didn't believe it.

No. 33 bowed cooperatively, and took out the school uniform and temporary pass of Hongye College from his schoolbag, "Yes, my passport and visa were stolen."

"Then why don't you live in the school's dormitory?" the landlady asked again.

"In order to experience the local customs and customs at close range, the teacher encouraged us to live in a local host family, but I have no acquaintances in the local area, so I dare not live in a stranger's home. I happened to meet Chan Ji, and I think living here is very good .” No. 33 said solemnly.

The landlady still felt suspicious, but the school uniform and the temporary pass should not be fake. She was familiar with this school uniform, after all, it was the school she had dreamed of.

"Forget it, at least tell me your name." She sighed and picked up her pen to record.

"number 33."

Aunt Landlord: What kind of strange name is this?
But looking at the expressions of Jiang Chanji, Chen Yiyi and No. 33, none of them seemed to be joking.

The landlady gave up the treatment, closed the tenant registration book for display, threw it into the corner of the cabinet, and threw the key of room 303 to room 33.

No. 33 bowed to express his gratitude, picked up his schoolbag and went upstairs.

Jiang Chanji and Chen Yiyi followed her and saw her use the key to unlock the door of Room 303. Finally, he couldn't help asking, "Why do you live next door to me?"

"Of course it's for nearby monitoring." No. 33 said.

"Then you should live next door to her, right?" He pointed at Chen Yiyi.

"That's the corridor." No. 33 bowed, "Good night."

After speaking, she entered the room and closed the door.

Jiang Chanji and Chen Yiyi looked at each other, and each went back to their rooms helplessly.

Now there are people living on both sides of him, separated only by the two thin walls typical of rental apartment buildings, which even makes him feel afraid that he is no longer living alone. If he makes a slight movement, he can hear it from the next door.

He misses the old days very much, as if the entire third floor is his own, even if he is poor, he still feels like a rich man...

At the same time, the landlord aunt posted a question on the Internet: What is it like to have the physique of a troubled girl?
(End of this chapter)